Intro: E

Verse 1:
E
9 to 5 and 5 to 9
E
Feeling like a factory line
A
I've been spending my all nights wasted and wasting my prime
E
It ain't hard to see how someone
E
Ends up on the street they were born
A
Days turn to nights and the years wash away in the storm
    B     A
And I, oh I,

Chorus:
E        Dbm                       A
 I look around and this life ain't mine
E           A
 I’m in the backseat watching the world pass me by
Dbm           B                 A
 Wanna get my head up above the treeline
        Dbm         B                A
But I’m, stuck in a flyover state of mind

Verse 2:
E
All the lies that I was told
E
In the halls of catholic school
                A
They say you’re only gonna burn your soul if you don't follow the rules
    E
And maybe I should pick the lock
E
On these invisible chains
A
Blame it on my family but maybe I’m just one in the same
    B     A
And I, oh I,
                 E
Can’t go on this way

Chorus:
E        Dbm                       A
 I look around and this life ain't mine
E           A
 I’m in the backseat watching the world pass me by
Dbm           B                 A
 Wanna get my head up above the treeline
        Dbm         B                A
But I’m, stuck in a flyover state of mind

Bridge:
E                 Dbm      B
I'm in a flyover, I'm in a flyover
A
I'm in a flyover, I'm in a flyover
E                 Dbm      B
I'm in a flyover, I'm in a flyover
A
I'm in a flyover, I'm in a flyover

Out-chorus:
E
 I look around and this life ain't mine
E
 I’m in the backseat watching the world pass me by
Dbm           B                 A
 Wanna get my head up above the treeline
        Dbm         B       E        A
But I’m, stuck in a flyover state of mind
 Dit arrangement is de eigen interpretatie van de inzender, gedeeld voor privéstudie, educatie en niet-commercieel gebruik. Het onderliggende nummer, de songtekst en de muziek blijven eigendom van hun rechthebbenden. Om verwijdering aan te vragen, zie Juridische verklaring.